bugs

Aug 15, 2015 03:14

So I walked outside where my sister was having a smoke to ask if she knew where the bug spray was. She said, "Hey, come look at this cool praying mantis I found!"

Normally I'd be all about the mantis life, but considering that I was looking for bug spray since I'D JUST HAD A COCKROACH RUN ACROSS MY TOES, I was like, 'nah. bug spray?'

And then I marched into the house and got the spray and was determined to find that little fucker even though it was all amongst the electronic cords in the office, but -- more proof that cats are angels -- my sister's 2 cats had chased the cockroach into the hall so it was vulnerable, and I sprayed it and I sprayed it and it ran into the bathroom and I sprayed it and left it to die.

Then I went back outside to examine the mantis with sis, and it was like, "Step off, bitches!" and did a little aggressive side-to-side thorax dance to chase us away. Super cute.

I should probably go clean up that dead cockroach now.

ETA: And sis' cat Jazz just tagged a housefly! And where was Gwen this whole time?? SLEEPING?! Man's best friend, MY ASS.

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